It was actually a good party once I finally got there. My usual journey into London was fine, but then I had to get the Jubilee line, which was closed from London Bridge. Carrying four bottles of wine on the piping hot Underground wasn't a bundle of laughs either. I had to get antoher overground train to Waterloo East, then get the Bakerloo line to Baker Street so I could join the Jubilee line from there. I actually quite like the West Hampstead area, which was where my friend lived. The walk to her house from the station was a little longer than I remembered as well. Anyway, I arrived to find I was one of the first. They appreciated the wine and I went to the bathroom to touch up my make-up.

I do like these people, but when they get drunk, they get really drunk. I wanted to get the last train home, so I didn't drink too much. I did get a bit tipsy though! I caught up with a lot of people who I first met at last year's Halloween party and of course, met new people. Everyone made a good effort to dress up. One girl had her hair spiked up like a true punk, which was really cool. She actually won the best dress competition.

The hosts of the party, however, had an agreement with their neighbours that we all had to be out of the house by 11.30. The plan was to go to a club when that time came. Then, someone turned up who I was dredding to see. At a Halloween party last year, I got very drunk and so did this guy who I hooked up with. We danced and kissed and I guess I thought he was genuinely interested in me. How wrong was I. The next day I sent him a message on Facebook, but he never answered. My friend told me that he acted a right jerk, flirting with lots of different women at another party, which I couldn't attend.

Anyway, back to the rock party. He showed up, gave me a hiddeous glare as if to say "What the Hell are you doing here?" and I just stared back at him. we never spoke and avoided each other for the rest of the night. The party moved on to a night club and I made a move to the tube station. I'd had enough and didn't really have the money to spend on booze. I can't deny I was a bit hurt by his reaction to me, but i'm not going to let it bother me.

Men eh? When I meet guys on a night out they're either too drunk to remember you or only after a one night stand. I'm beginning to wonder if i'll ever find my Mr. Right.

I've been invited to a rock themed party on Saturday, which is right up my street! It's quite easy for me to dress rock chick as it's how I always dress anyway! Except especially for the party I might dye my hair black, just temporary of course. Maybe with a purple streak at the front for an added 'attitude' touch! Then will prob just wear my Foo Fighters t-shirt I bought from the Wembley gig earlier this year over a pair of straight legged jeans. Add a black belt with silver studs, a couple of chains hanging from the jeans, may customize the jeans with some rock band badges & i've already got the black leather jacket to complete the look. Oh & must not forget the large shades and heavy make-up! As you can see i've been giving my outfit quite a lot of thought! There's going to be prizes for the best 'rock chick/ grunge/ goth/ punk outfit! Anyways, should be fun!

Also got the 3 Doors Down gig at the Indgo2 next week. For those of you going, i've been doing my usual diging and found a possible setlist.

Train
Kryptonite
Away From The Sun
Citizen/Soldier
Be Like That
Duck & Run
Let Me Go
It’s Not My Time
Let Me Be Myself
It’s Not Me
Here Without You
Behind Those Eyes
Loser
When I’m Gone

Not sure if that's the right order though. I can't stop listening to them at the moment, really getting into them ready for the gig. Possibly my last gig for this year, but got a theatre trip and possibly going to see Bill Bailey to fit in yet!